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Fighting bugs of all kinds

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Sometimes you succeed against all odds, by fighting bugs of all kinds.

It is true: In Greece, you sometimes feel like a crying wolf on the hill. However, wolves are proud creatures and know how to survive.

Somehow, this is the story of successful Greek startups, like Bugsense. You can find here the interview I took from John Vlachogiannis and Panos Papadopoulos, founders of Bugsense.

What I personally keep in mind from this interview?

a) The laughter ( my recorder suffered from the jokes we made with each other)

b) The interview itself ( one of the reasons I am writing is to challenge myself with learning new things constantly, realizing my ignorance about a shattered world around me)

c) The disagreement I had with Panagiotis on our suffering country Greece

It was an intriguing discussion with opposed arguments based on my favourite “dialectical method” as originated from Plato in The Republic (380 BC)

“The dialectical method is dialogue between two or more people holding different points of view about a subject, who wish to establish the truth of the matter by dialogue, with reasoned arguments”.

So, have a nice read and as Jessica Stillman  states in her last article in Inc. Magazine “Greek Start-ups? Nope, That’s not an Oxymoron!’’


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10 συμβουλές από τον Δημήτρη Γλέζο, ιδρυτή της Transifex

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Στο πλαίσιο του Startup Gallery events στο coLab, μίλησε ο ιδρυτής του Transifex, Δημήτρης Γλέζος δίνοντας πολύτιμες συμβουλές σε νέους ανθρώπους που θέλουν να διαβούν το δύσβατο μονοπάτι της επιχειρηματικότητας. Κάτι σαν την αναρρίχηση, που τόσο ο ίδιος αγαπά.

Το άρθρο μπορείτε να το βρείτε εδώ


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A man commits suicide in the heart center of Athens: Feelings & thoughts of a Greek girl

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Today I woke up at 9:00 p.m. My usual program. Starting my day with copywriting about New York, imagining how this city can be (since I have never been there) in order to catch the feelings of the potential customer. Tell them a story. And sell. In advertising you touch the feelings of the person in order to sell. Either you speak to a powerful man or to a fisherman you speak to them, through writing about their needs. In an implicit way. Because people, especially the powerful ones, do not realize or haven’t learned to realize that they are humans. And vulnerable. And that there is great beauty in someone with autosarcasm, in someone who admits his vulnerability.

But today I was vulnerable. I woke up, with my hair in a crazy state, I opened my PC, and I sat down with my coffee and my cigarette. As soon as I entered  Yahoo, I was informed  that the very moment I woke up someone committed suicide in Syntagma square. He left this shocking note:

The Tsolakoglou government has annihilated all traces for my survival, which was based on a very dignified pension that I alone paid for 35 years with no help from the state. And since my advanced age does not allow me a way of dynamically reacting (although if a fellow Greek were to grab a Kalashnikov, I would be right behind him), I see no other solution than this dignified end to my life, so I don’t find myself fishing through garbage cans for my sustainance. I believe that young people with no future, will one day take up arms and hang the traitors of this country at Syntagma square, just like the Italians did to Mussolini in 1945″    the note said. (source:

After the initial shock reading this, I tried to forget it. ‘’These things happen, you should not be so sensitive, I told myself’’ and then some time went by and I realized that I was more pissed off than sad.  Anger was burning inside me.

I called my best friend, Anna. She knows me inside out (so lucky for that). She immediately understood and we went for a coffee. I told her that I was shocked.

Her immediate reaction was: “Let’s protest!”

“My dear Anna, I have an interview to write down’’ I answered.

Now, at Syntagma square, there is a peaceful protest taking place. I am not there.

My best friend is. And this is wrong. I used to pass my exams, studying all night after going to demonstrations. I can’t help wondering: Am I becoming more mature? Less idealist?

Or do I fit more in the system as a result of developing a defensive cynicism towards all these happening in my country?

No. Ideas are bulletproof. And no matter what clothes you wear, no matter which people you meet, your mind and soul remain the same. And mine are with the protesters. Now, writing this post.